Schuyler Savannah's P. O. V.People outside were screaming outside the room and I should start worrying because of that, but instead, I was standing here in the middle of this room, with a killer in front of me and watching me with those menacing cold eyes of his.I tried to step away from him, but the moment I did, I felt someone pull my hair and throw me on the wall. I felt my hands hit the wall and my own body, causing me to scratch my arms, and bruises quickly appeared in my skin."You, b*tch!" My eyes were filled with fear when I saw him raise his hand and was about to slap me.My defense instinct made me want to cover my face, but because of my aching arms, I couldn't move to protect myself.I closed my eyes and looked away from him, bracing myself for the impact, but instead, I heard another gunshot and the man's grip on me loosened as he screamed in pain.I slowly opened my eyes after I felt when someone lifted me up and helped me to stand still. I heard footsteps rushing ins
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